My night last night...

After a nice chat with my beautiful wife last night after getting home from work, I proceeded to the bathroom, because I had to go. Here's the interaction that followed...

Me: Hey what's going on with the toilet?
Ceci: It's plugged.
Me: (Looking at the floaties in the toilet) Who plugged it?
Ceci: Mallory
Me: What happened to the toilet paper holder? We are missing the thingy that holds the toilet paper?
Ceci: Mallory said something about it dropping in the toilet?
Me: MALLORY!!!!!!
Mallory: What
Me: Where's the toilet paper thingy?
Mallory: It dropped in the toilet.
Me: Did you flush the toilet after it dropped in?
Mallory: (with tears starting to fill her eyes) Yes.

After that little exchange I spent the next hour "fishing" the toilet paper thingy out of the toilet. This meant I had to tear apart the entire toilet, put my hands in the toilet (yes, even with floaties and one big chunk in it!), go after the toilet paper thingy with a wire, and then put the whole thing back together. Needless to say, after an hour I was successful. After I was done, I used it as a teachable moment with my daughters.

Me: Come here girls.
Girls: What?
Me: If something falls in the toilet, DON'T FLUSH IT?
Mallory: Why? What happens if you do?

I gave up after that. Here are some pictures from my wonderful night...
Yes there's still a floaty in the toilet. Can't believe I'm still smiling after sticking my hand in a toilet full of poo!